Chapter 64
Luca POV
I look at my reflection and I can’t help it as a chuckle escapes me. I am wearing a three-piece suit, and a diamond wristwatch and all I can think about is how Lia has reduced me to this.
Don’t get me wrong, I usually wear shirts and trousers but it is only for meetings even when I have decided to ask a girl out on a date. I had never worn a suit or put on my favorite perfume to impress her. Everybody knows who I am and every girl would kill to have me on her bed.
But here I am trying to look as perfect as I can for Lia. This is the first time I am going on an actual date with someone.
A knock on the door interrupts my thoughts, my muscles tighten, and I take one last look at myself. Hope she would be okay with my dressing.
“Come in,” I say and the door opens slowly revealing a breathtaking lie. She is putting on a sky-blue satin gown with matching shoes. Her hair is packed high in a bun decorated with some hair pieces. My eyes travel around her body before it lands on her perfect oval face.
My breath seize for a bit, I am normally used to Lia’s beauty. She is just simply beautiful. It is as if God created time to create her but with the addition of the makeup on her face and the red lip gloss on her lip.. damn. She looks breathtaking.
She clears her throat, drawing me to my present. “You look handsome Luca” she complements me with a smile.
Pride gushes over me at her compliment. I find myself really happy that I can meet her expectations.
I clear my throat as I compliment her “You. You look breathtaking Lia. So beautiful” A pink hue covers her face at my complement and my groin twitches in reaction.
What the fuck. How can her blushing affect me this much? I smile and stretch forth my hands. “Let’s go,” I say.
Immediately we are outside, I return to my usually masked face. All the guards bow at us as we pass. I am pretty sure they are going to gossip about us immediately when they get to their private room.
They might see me as a home wrecker or even call me one, but to hell with their opinion. The one way I would lose control is if I hear someone call her a whore or a loose girl. That would be the death of the person.
Immediately we got to where my car was.. I open the door for her to enter and close it behind her. I turn around and get into the car.
Immediately I entered the car, and she handed over our ticket to me with a smile. “You do know that frowning on your date is seen as bad manners. Especially for the men,” she says her voice laced with amusement.
A silly smile shadows my face as I turn on the car. "You could just ask me to give you a smile and I would”
She nods and studies my face for a while, with her eyes all over me I find it hard to control myself. “I know, Luca. But I want it to come naturally. You are always guarded. You really smile and-
But I cite her off. “I always smirk at Lia. Especially after I have made you come,” I say and move my hands in between her gown. Thank god she is wearing a short gown.
A hiss escapes her as she tries to control herself “Luca I am serious, smile often” she commands with a stern voice.
A smile appears on my face when I hit her g-spot and a loud moan escapes her mouth, filling my car with her rhythmic voice “I am smiling lia” I say and thrust in deeper.
She tightens her grip on her dress as I thrust in deeper and faster. "Please,” she moans. “Luca, please,” she pleads.
I slow my pace down and remove my hands from her pants. I shove it into my mouth and lick every bit of her juice. I am seriously tempted to shove to the back of the car and fuck her.
“Luca, please,” she begs, her voice filled with desperation. Desperate to feel my hands on her pussy.
“Please what,” I ask and creep my way back to her pants and tease her clit.
“Please let me cum,” she begs.
With that, I thrust my hands into her pants and started increasing my pace. Satisfaction burns in me as she moans my name. A few minutes later she cums in my hand. I watch her for a while as her breathing is steady.
I stop our car at the museum. “we are here,” I announce.
“Where?” she asks as she scans our environment. Her eyes widened with realization. “We are at the museum,” she says.
I nod with a smile. "You were fucking me while driving?. What if we had an accident?” She asks anxiety mixed with anger dances around her face.
“That would never happen, princess. Besides, I use my fingers, not my cock, and be rest assured my driving skills are the best,” I assure her.
She scans my face for a while before leaning forward to place a kiss on my lips. Surprise fills my face, and my heart dances with excitement. I tighten my grip on her hair before she can stop me. I deepen the kiss and a moan escapes my lips.
“Fuck Lia,” I say and stop before I lose control. I stare at her swollen lips as desire rushes through me.
She moves her hands to my trousers. My eyes widen. “What are you doing?” I ask, my voice laced with hesitation.
A smirk appears on her face “You’ve got a boner” she says. I look at the time and at her.
I grip her hand. "That would be later,” I say. She would stare at me with disbelief. “You can’t be serious,” she says.
I nod “I am serious,” I say and open the door. She walks toward me and takes. my arms with a frown.
“I never knew you were so bent on satisfying my sexual needs,” I say as we stroll towards the museum.
People walk past us. Some pass without recognizing us and others shoot us with a surprised look.
“And I never mistook you for someone who would reject sex or blow job,” she replied her voice still masked with feigned anger.
I burst into laughter as I stroll inside. Contentment fills my face.
She takes my card from me and gives it to a woman. “Luca, another one,” she says with a knowing smile.
My muscles tightened as I recognized her face. She was here when I brought Jenny and she knew everything about her death.
Painful memories rush within me and I’ve got a bad feeling that this might not end well.
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